It was actualyl very pleasant as my family has a very viking opinion on things. "They wouldn't want us to be sad... they want to see us happy." So we all get together, and remember the good times... share a few tears, but try to make it a Good Trip all the same....

It's hard... Especially when it's the second funeral in a year's time (grandma, then grandpa..) but... they wouldn't want to see us sad.

can you tell I'm still not quite over it? But that didn't stop me from going out of sushi, shave ice and relaxing on the beach.

Candice, it seems Pharmacy Chick just can't keep her mouth shut. was at corporate many months ago when one of our pharmacy corporate ladies were coming down the stairs. I swear to GOD she had on a maternity dress, complete with the princess waist, the pleats, etc. I said "Hey, I I didn't know you were pregnant!" Thank GOD she had a sense of humor. she said " I'm not, Im just fat!". But because a certain someone overheard that interchange everybody in the company knew in short order and I had to die that death over and over...

Pharmacy chick, I totally did that once. I congratulated one of the NPs on her pregnancy and she just shot me a look of murder. Even though we were secluded enough that no one else heard, she still gives me a glare whenever I run into her. I tried to apologize but I guess there was no changing anything.

I worked at the schoolhouse that trains all military medical school technicians. Physicians are assigned as department heads. To ensure the students don't harm themselves, dangerous equipment, such as defibrillators, are disabled from actually discharging via the paddles. Once day an EMT came running into our offices to find out if there were any functional defibs in the facility since the one in the cardiology department didn't. I said no. He ran back out. Later, when the guy stopped in again, I sarcastically asked if somebody had dropped dead. When he answered yes I felt like melting into the ground. Exceptionally crass. I was lucky though. He told me that the autopsy revealed that the victim's heart had "exploded" and no amount of life-saving measures would bring him back. ULP! By the time my assignment ended at the school, all departments had been equipped with the then-brand-new talking aed units.

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